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THE STORY
CHAPTER I—Left orphans by a tragic
automobile accident which claimed the lives
of their mother and father, three sisters,
Helen, Adele and "Limpy,” are visited by
their Aunt Olympia, politically minded wife
of Senator Alencon Delaporte Slopshire. She
Insists that the girls return with her to
Washington, to make their home with them.
CHAPTER ll—ln addition to loving the
flirls, Aunt Olympia knows they will be a
errific political asset. Senator Slopshire
has as nis political opponent one Brother
Wilkie, a minister, whose political cam
paign is furthered by seven “unspeakable
brats” who sit on the rostrum with him
while he makes speeches. Aunt Olympia
and the Senator, kind and loving, neverthe
less know that their three nieces will mean
votes for the Senator. The girls decide to
accept Olympia’s Invitation to live with her
and the Senator.
CHAPTER lll—Senator Slopshire, a pleas
antly foggy individual who depends on the
astuteness of his wife, prepares for their
coming. Though Limpy, the youngest, is
16, and Helen, the oldest, is 21, the Senator
buys them all the toys and gifts he can find,
feeling that "children” should be occupied.
When they first meet their “Uncle Laney,"
as he is to be known, the girls take him to
their united bosom, knowing him to be
kind-hearted and sincere. Soon Adele, most
beautiful of the sisters, meets Len Hardesty,
publicity man for Brother Wilkie. Though
It is Len's job to help defeat the Senator, he
promptly falls In love with Adele.
CHAPTER IV—Olympia buys an automo
bile house-trailer which will accommodate
the .five of them, and from which the
Senator will campaign. Then she decides
to hire a publicity agent for the Senator,
securing the services of Dave Cooper, and,
as his assistant, young Cecil Dodd. Cecil,
just breaking into the publicity business, is
enthusiastic about his new job, even more
so when he meets Limpy for the first time.
CHAPTER V—At a Washingtomtea Helen
meets Gabriel d’Aliotti. Gajlriel then
searches out Olympia, and asks if he might
call. Olympia acquiesces, thinking it might
make Helen forget her suitor back in lowa,
Brick Landis. Brick, owner of a grocery
store, is also running for congress. Helen,
though, has made up her mind that she will
marry Brick in the not-so-distant future, and
knows that her aunt cannot change that
factor.
CHAPTER Vl—During one of d’Allottl’s
visits with Helen, she turns to Uncle Laney
for advice concerning national coastal forti
fications. She and d’Aliotti spend much
time in studying politics. Meanwhile, Adele
and Len Hardesty have been more and
more entranced with each other’s company.
CHAPTER Vll—The Slopshires and their
newly acquired family move out to Shires,
the Senator’s farm name near the state
capital. The Shires was an ideal location
for election year. The Senator had figured
that six weeks would suffice for the cam
paign. But Brothel- Wilkie decided other
wise. He bought a covered wagon, estab
lished his children, a lusty old “great aunt"
and Len Hardesty in it, and hit the trail. He
had determined on finding away te take the
edge off the Senator's three charming nieces.
The publicity his caravan is giving, he be
lieves, will more than offset the Slopshire
entourage.
CHAPTER VIII—As the Slopshlre-for-re
election campaign got under way, the en
tire family moved into the trailer. That,
henceforth, was to be their home during
the campaign. While listening to the radio
one day. the family is surprised to hear
that Gabriel d’Aliotti has been arrested as
a spy. This furnishes Len Hardesty with
campaign material. Knowing d'Allottl has
been a frequent caller at the Slopshire
home, Len has Brother Wilkie speak on the
radio, denouncing the Senator as a man
sadly lacking in political acumen—a man
easily deceived, even by foreign spies.
CHAPTER IX—Adele, heartbroken, knows
that Len Hardesty has secured his informa
tion from her. Len calls on the Slopshires,
pale, unshaven and shaky. Olympia feels
that he has done no more than his job, but
Adele refuses to even speak to him. Len
tells them that d’Allottl is hiding behind
Helen's skirts—that he claims Helen gave
him a map of U. S. fortifications. Helen
produces the map, thus blasting d'Aliotti’s
story.
CHAPTER X—Adele writes to tell
ing him she will not see him until after elec
tion. Meanwhile, Olympia Is bothered by
the attention Cecil Doda is paying to Lim
{>y. She loves Limpy so much she loses her
emper whenever Cecil talks to her. Both
she and the Senator feel that Limpy will
be with them for at least ten years longer.
Helen and Adele, they know, will soon be
married.
CHAPTER Xl—Though Olympia had de
clared early in the campaign that she never
made speeches, the girls are not at all sur
prised when, one night, Uncle Laney is "un
avoidably detained, and Olympia is forced
to "substitute" for him. They found the
speech very effective. Aunt Olympia did her
.self proud In her one campaign speecn. sup.
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CHAPTER Xll—The day of the wind-up
meeting, a big rally to end the campaign,
Aunt Olympia insists the tired girls go for
a swim, and relax all day. Their lives
had, for the past few weeks, been strenu
ous. When she and the Senator are called
upon to attend an extemporaneous out-of
town meeting, they decide to take the trailer
and leave the sound truck, with its driver,
Ben Baldy, for the girls. The girls will
ride in that, joining them at the meeting.
The girls, in their bathing suits, will dress
in the truck on the way to the gathering.
CHAPTER Xlll—Feeling that Brother
Wilkie is doomed to defeat, Len Hardesty
knows that strong measures are needed. He
bribes Spike O’Connor, Wilkie’s chauffeur,
to steal the Senator’s sound truck. Then
Wilkie can charge the Senator with ineffi
ciency. Spike steals the truck, unaware
that the three girls are in it. He drives
the truck to the Wilkie meeting, where a
spotlight is focused on it. Wilkie upbraids
the Senator for carelessness. Then—a voice
is heard over the truck’s loudspeaker. Il
belongs to Limpy I
CHAPTER XlV—Aghast when they hear
of the kidnaping. Olympia and Uncle Laney
fly to the girls’ rescue. They hurry to the
Wilkie meeting, find their lost nieces, and
the Senator makes a stirring speech, de
nouncing Wilkie for his dastardly act.
CHAPTER XV
Hilda went to the girls’ room.
They had the lights turned on
again and were sitting up in bed,
talking nervously, in broken sen
tences, interrupting each other.
Limpy, being sad and lonely, had
got in Helen’s bed for company. Hil
da hadn’t the faintest idea what had
transpired and was too proud to
ask, but she was apt at picking up
shreds and piecing them together.
And any dunce could see that some
thing had gone wrong.
She glowered at the girls.
“I should report this to your
aunt,” she said, carefully closing
the door behind her to keep Aunt
Olympia from hearing.
“Oh, don’t, Hilda,” said Helen.
“She’s had a ghastly time! She will
go all to pieces if she doesn’t get a
little rest.”
“If you got fever, I got to report
it,” she said firmly, staring suspi
ciously at the three faces, now
flushed scarlet.
“We haven’t any fever. We’re
just warmed up from the lemonade
and the hot-water bottles,” Helen
assured her.
“We got warm too suddenly after
being cold and wet all evening,”
Adele explained.
“I should have been took along,”
said Hilda. “I knew she couldn’t
be trusted to keep anybody dry.”
“Oh, she couldn’t help it! She had
so much on her mind, you know!
She had our clothes all packed up
ready for us but she forgot to put
them in the sound truck. That’s
all.”
Hilda pondered this frowningly.
There came the unmistakable
crunch of motors pulling up to the
garage. It was Dave Cooper, Cecil
Dodd, the stenographers and the de
jected Ben Baldy, arriving with the
sound truck and the trailer. Almost
immediately came a peal at the bell.
“I got to go get out my rat poi
son,” said Hilda. “Lay down, now,
and let me turn off these lights.
Mis’ Slopshire was firm about them
lights.”
She turned off the lights and be
fore she was halfway downstairs
Adele had turned them on again
and the girls were sitting erect, talk
ing in whispers.
Hilda pieced a good dealtogether
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“Are they all right?”
could demand audience with the
Senator, Cecil Dodd ordered her to
show him Limpy.
Hilda gave him an icy glare. “It’s
not the habit of this house to ad
mit publicity to their young ladies,”
she said.
“Are they all right? Is she all
right? Did she catch cold? Is she
still crying?”
“They were half—or maybe not
quite half—asleep when I saw ’em,
which was just now,” said Hilda.
“We’ve got to see the Senator,"
said Dave briskly. “Will he come
down or shall we go up there?”
“It’ll be neither,” said Hilda,
squaring her angular shoulders. “I
got my orders and I’m keeping
them. Nobody. Nothing. Not any
thing. Nothing for six months but
coffee.”
Dave and Cecil went into an argu
ment and their anger, their uneasi
ness, their explosive bursts of pro
fanity, soothed Hilda to her nor
mal state of irritation.
“If you’re going to sleep here,”
she said, “I’ll show you to your
rooms and lock you in. That’s my
orders. I don’t think they meant the
rat poison for you but I’m taking
no chances.”
“How did they take it, Hilda?”
asked Dave.
“They took it hard,” said Hilda.
“I never saw ’em take things hard
er.”
“Is Limpy still crying?” asked
Cecil Dodd.
“If she is, it’s in her sleep and
continues in the same place,” said
Hilda.
“Will you take a message up to
the Senator?”
“I’ll take nothing up but coffee
and that not till I’m rung for. I’ll
show you your rooms—”
“And lock the door. Yeah, I know.
Well, we’re not going to bed. Make
us some coffee, will you? . . . It’s
probably better just to let them
sleep it out, Cece, and we’ll get
busy. We’ll use this room, Hilda;
no, the library’s better; we’ll need
the ’phone. Get out your typewrit
ers, boys. I’ll do my ’phoning first.
Bring us some coffee, Hilda, and fix
up some sandwiches, will you?”
“And a shot of whisky,” added
Cecil Dodd.
Hilda assented to all that but be
fore she left the room she gave one
last warning. “If I catch anybody
sneaking up toward my young la
dies, I got my orders and I brain
’em,” she said.
She went upstairs at once and as
she had expected found the girls up
in bed again.
“The publicity’s come and are go
ing to work all night with coffee and
whisky. Would you feel more sleepy
if you saw them?”
“Oh, no, Hilda!”
“Oh, please Hilda! Don’t let us
see them!”
“Can’t they go someplace else and
work?” moaned Adele. “Do they
have to work here?”
“It’s usual,” said Hilda. “Until
they get fired. Have they been
fired?” she asked hopefully.
“No, worse luck, they haven’t.”
“Oh, let them work if they want
to,” said Helen reasonably. “They
won’t bother us. Just keep them
away from us, Hilda!”
Limpy was in abysmal depths of
contrition for her childish outburst.
“I can’t imagine what made me
do it!” she moaned again and again.
“I never dreamed of doing such a
thing* Why, oh, why didn’t you stop
me? If only Aunt Olympia had been
there to give me her shut-upping
look! It’s because I was out of
sight, that’s what drove me to it! If
I could have caught somebody’s
eye, I’d never have said a word.
If he’s defeated it will be all my
fault, and I’d do anything in the
world for Uncle Laney for he’s a
swell guy, just as I said.”
“I thought you did fine, Limpy,”
said Adele consolingly. “I was
proud of you. I couldn’t think of a
thing to say myself. I could only
shout ‘Me, too.’ ”
Hilda entered with the tray.
“Since everybody’s eating, I
brought some along up with me.”
“Oh, we can’t eat, Hilda!” said
Helen.
“Food would choke us,” said
Adele.
“We’re heartbroken, Hilda,” said
Limpy, more confidentially. “I don’t
suppose we’ll ever eat again as long
as we live.”
The girls were young. When Hilda
had gone they nibbled the sand
wiches, tentatively, out of polite
ness at first, and then with relish.
By two o’clock they had become
philosophical about the whole thing.
“It was their idea, making us
campaign,” said Adele. “If we
boomeranged on them, they can’t
blame us.”
“And it was certainly they who
wished that snake-in-the-grass, Len
Hardesty, on us,” added Limpy.
“We’d never have dreamed of meet
ing such a worm in lowa.”
“Maybe this will be a good lesson
for Brick,” Helen decided. “If he
ever finds out about it,” she added
hopefully. And then, “Os course I
shall tell him the whole thing my
self as soon as I see him. I wish I
could tell him now. Maybe he would
withdraw before it is too late.”
When Hilda came to take the tray
they were showing signs of drowsy
resignation.
“We’re going to sleep now. Will
you raise the window and put out
the lights, Hilda?”
Hilda raised the window a scant
half-inch, turned out the lights and
left the room.
Limpy, who had been most pas
sionate, was asleep almost imme
diately. Adele closed her eyes but,
being saddest, did not sleep at all.
At three-thirty Helen got up softly,
slipped down the hall to the Sena
tor’s study, closed the door behind
her and spent half an hour at the
telephone. Coming out, she tip-toed
halfway downstairs and listened.
From the closed door of the library
she could hear the faint click of
typewriters, still at work. Hilda was
sound asleep, sitting bolt upright in
a kitchen chair.
Helen went back to the room
and switched on the lights. She
closed the windows, lowered the
blinds.
“Girls!” she said in a soft, brisk
voice. “Wake up! I want you!
Adele, wake up! Limpy!”
Adele sat up at once, looking more
wan-eyed, more forlorn than ever.
Limpy, mumbling protest, finally
turned over and opened one eye.
Helen’s first words brought her up
right, wide awake.
“Girls! Get up! Help me! I’m go
ing home!”
“Going home!”
“This is our home!”
“We have no home!”
“There’s nobody to —go home to!”
“This is not my home. lowa’s
my home and that’s where I’m go
ing.” Helen was quite calm, very
businesslike. She no longer looked
tired. “I am not going to stay here
and face those horrible reporters
tomorrow. I just can’t do it. They’ve
been making speeches all summer
about exercising the sacred fran
chise. Well, I’m going to exercise
mine. I may get there in time to
save Brick before it’s too late.”
Limpy bounded out of bed. “When
do we start?” she asked.
Helen laughed. “You’re not start
ing at all. You’re staying here, both
of you.”
“Aw, Helen!”
“Now don’t try to pull that on me,
you little fox. I’m not as weak
minded as Uncle Laney ... I
know what I’m doing. My mind is
made up. Adele has to stay here
until she—patches things up with
Len. And you have to stay, Limpy,
to comfort Uncle Laney and Aunt
Olympia. After all, Limpy, they
like you even better than the U. S.
Senate. I’m going alone and I’m
going to fly. There’s a plane tak
ing off at six o’clock and I’m going
to catch it. I’ve already ’phoned for
a cab to stand outside the hedge
and wait for me. It will cost about
fifty dollars. Have you any mon
ey?”
The girls ran for their purses
and dumped the contents on Hel
en’s bed.
“It isn’t enough; but the company
will take a check for my fare. Do
you mind if I draw on the insurance
money?”
“Helen, don’t be silly!”
“Whose money is it, anyhow?”
“I’ll keep account of all I spend.
Tomorrow —but not early, girls; let
them rest .as long as they can
tomorrow, you just breeze in and
tell them the speeches made such
an impression on me that I flew
out to vote. You’d better do the
talking, Limpy, they like you best.
And Adele can back you up. I’ll
take only a traveling bag—”
“You will not! You’ll take all
your pretty clothes and look like a
million dollars!”
“lowa’s going to expect to see
something, after your year in Wash
ington!”
“Take your wind-up costume to
vote in! That’ll be something to
take a picture of!”
The girls, too excited yet to feel
the sadness of it, fell to packing
Helen’s suitcases and helping her
dress. And at five o’clock when
Limpy on the lookout reported that
a cab had stopped near the gate
behind the high ledge, Helen kissed
them fondly, took a suitcase in each
hand and slipped quietly down the
stairs. The girls cried a little, for
this was their first separation. “The
beginning of our united end,” Limpy
said, tearfully.
Adele and Limpy hung out the
window in the foggy dawn of the
gray morning and watched Helen
walking down th® flagstone path,
carrying her bags. At the gate, she
turned and waved to them, and
threw a kiss. Then she went reso
lutely on and disappeared from their
view. The girls waited in the win
dow. waving their hands, until _they j
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heard the motor hum away. Then
they went to bed together, crying—
laughing a little, too —and finally
fell asleep.
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RURAL ROAD INVENTORY
IS INAUGURATED
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tance at which safety engineers have
calculated an automobile may be
operated safely, with allowance for
varying speeds. The moment the
lead car loses sight of the rear one,
it stops and is maneuvered until
the farthest point at which each
car is visible to the other end is
reached. Then the readings are
taken and a record made of fea
tures of the hazard, whether a curve,
a hill or some obstruction, as build
ings, embankments, trees or over
passes. Each obstruction is detailed
and its exact location designated in
the field notes, so that it will be
accurately spotted on the map. In
struments for determining the de
gree of curvature in the roadway
and for measuring super-elevations,
or “banks” on curves, tell their
story on the spot and it is recorded
in the field notes.
The way these instruments work
and the tale they tell smack almost
of the supernatural. And the slight
est little deviation from the set
routine is liable to be a factor tow
ard error. For instance, because a
reporter rode in the back seat with
the recorder, the bubble level, the
device by which superelevations are
determined, went screwy, and it was
necessary for the apprentice engin
eer to alight and take actual meas
urements by hand.
But the most amazing feature of
the whole works is that of measuring
the 1,000 foot interval between the
two cars. It is done by what en
gineers call stadia checking. A tall
stadia rod, or mast, is fixed on top
and at the rear of the lead car, the
rod being blocked off in alternate
white and red bars and each bar
representing a distance of 100 feet.
Across the front of the rear car,
just over the bumper and about
the height of the eyes of a man
sitting in the car, is a horizontal rod
about half an inch thick. By align
ing this road with the stadia mast,
the man in the rear car determines,
by the number of bars blocked out
by the horizontal rod, the almost
exact distance between the cars.
This was the toughest thing of all
to understand, but the light finally
broke through, after an awful lot of
patient explanation by the engineers.
Even now, it is hard to describe it
to make it intelligible to a reader.
You must see it to understand and,
maybe, to believe it.
SHERIFF’S SALE.
GEORGIA—EarIy County:
There will be sold at public out
cry to the highest and best bidder
for cash, before the Court House
door of Early County, between the
legal hours of sale, on the First
Tuesday in May, 1940, the follow
ing described property, to-wit:
One Mammoth Buckeye Incubator
Number 8.
Said property levied on and to be
sold as the property of T. S.
Chandler to satisfy a fl. fa. issued
from the City Court of Blakely in
favor of The Thrift Milling Com
pany vs. said T. S. Chandler, and
said property found, seized and lev
ied upon in the possession of T. S.
Chandler.
Tihs August 9, 1940.
SID HOWELL, Sheriff.
HERE’S ONE ‘CORPSE’
THEY COULDN’T BURY
Douglas, Ga.—Back from the
dead! That’s the story of a young
Douglas colored woman, according
to a number of colored people in
this section. The story goes: The
young negro woman was operated
on recently and was apparently con
valescing all right. While a group
of friends were visiting her one day,
the woman collapsed and seemingly
died before a doctor could be sum
moned. Last rites were prepared—
the face arranged, the last bath,
death-bed preliminaries, mourning
and prayers. Two hours were spent
in the final arrangements. Then the
“corpse” suddenly came to “life.”
“What is you all doin’ in dis room,
you’se has scared me,” she exclaim
ed. The mourners told her she was
supposed to be dead. “Ise not dead,”
the “corpse” said. “When my doc
tor treats ’em dey don’t die.” Now
the woman is eating, and talking,
and walking about. According to
the colored informants, she ought to
live for a hundred years or more.
They say that one who dies and
comes back to life lives for a long
time.
CARD OF THANKS
We wish to thank our friends for
their many expressions of kindness
during the recent illness and death
of our mother and grandmother,
Mrs. Nannie B. Corley.
Mr. and Mrs. H. E. Milligan and
Son, Mr. and Mrs. J. G. Corley
and Children, Mr. V. C. Corley
and Son, Mr. W. D. Sammons
and Children.
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